Mizaak grimaced slightly when Akira began checking Amaya, as if he would at all slight his duty to her. He caught himself as quickly as (in)humanly possible, his face back to its professional state when she looked to address him.
When she asked him to esckrt Amaya, his free hand thumped a large fist against his chest, and he bowed at the waist until his upper body was parallel with the ground. From his bowed position, he spoke.
"I will see to it, Madam Emiko. She will arrive then as perfect as she is now."
No matter his familiarity with Amaya's family, he was always sure to show them the respect they deserved.
But they didn't need to know that, bowing to Amaya, he would prostrate himself upon the floor if anyone dared to bow lower than him. To him, she came first, above all. Everything else was secondary.